Lyrics:
Twas a dark day in Dallas, November '63
A day that will live on in infamy
President Kennedy was a-ridin' high
Good day to be livin' and a good day
Alright boys
I got a whole palette of vision I need to go out by tonight (yeah)
I need you vigilant out there (yeah)
So keep your head up
Watch
where I live
I don't trust these bitches
I fuck em in the ally by their momma house
Before a nigga say what's cracking
I pull the llama out
Ain't been
all in yo hood right now (right now)
And we hangin out the window throwin eastside nigga (riders)
Ridin through the city wit my eastside niggas (riders)
She was straight from hell
But you never could tell
'Cause you were blinded by her light
She could crack your brain
With magic pain
And turn
never could tell
'Cause you were blinded by the light
So she cracked my brain
With magic pain
And turned my left around to right, right
So I'm ridin
Got this pain inside of my chest
It don't make sense to carry this hurt
Man, I must admit I'm a mess
Had to dig my own dick up out the dirt
When I'm
crazy
Believe that, daddy
Check me, and I'm ridin' with a body on the shotty
Stretch a nigga out like pilates
Catch a nigga outside his hidey
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
surf it
Slimy hoes and they movin like a serpent
Going all out can't turn back, Cuban by myself and I burn that
Met a blonde hoe she more sad, smokin
happy
Kill or be killed, Id rather go to war before they catch me
Arrest me, I told you before I wears vest's
A born legend by the way of .357
I'm
the blame game
I had to ice out the plain jane
I done came up from the pain, pain
Who are you, I do not know, know
Just tryna put on a show, show
Came from
meet up monsieur, then we goin' out
Goin' out, eating snail
Go to Paris, gonna fly
Gonna get, real high, Imma try, till I die
2am onna full moon
Ridin
Oh yeah you know where I'm from
You know where I stay
Nigga, I'm posted in the A
Sittin low in my phantom ridin high
Every time I ride by nigga, I'm
Cashed out on defense
Got lawyers in your defense
And this the thanks I get, no love in the trenches
Stuck in the gutter like I'm in (but I rose above
And I'ma keep on going there's a way out, that's just life
Ridin' through my city, Calle Ocho, yeah
And I'm solo, that baby got me loco
Every night she got
Gotta get it by any means... RecGang
Alotta dese niggas be talkin down
Alotta niggas wanna take me out
Dey be pocket watching fuck how dey feel
Cause
different pills, when it gets dangerous
Passed out on the floor I can't escape it
Reakin havoc
Enigmatic when I've only been asking
Why you ridin' like
out of place
They said,"Go west young man, that's best
It's there you'll feel no pain"
Bel-Air's okay if you dig the grave
But I want to live
And you ain't been up in my shoes, so you don't know how I feel
Puttin' love in these bitches brought me pain
Get it out the mud, ain't never asked for
It's because I want attention when I'm ridin' by
And the girls be on my jock cos my system's fly
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride
It's because I want attention when I'm ridin' by
And the girls be on my jock cos my system's fly
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride
heart was heavy as night
Don't cross him, don't boss him
He's wild in his sorrow
He's ridin' an' hidin his pain
Don't fight him, don't spite him
beat?)
It's a beautiful day
Just to get paid
Ridin' around with that Glock 17
Green apple snapple get touched by that beam
We got them straps like we play
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